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I wake up and realize that I must be in Jamie’s room right now judging by the basketball jerseys on the wall…..I’m in Jamie’s bed! SHIT! I feel the blood drain from my face. What kind of mess did I get myself into? It seems like such a huge blur after I had talked to Hailey last night. Shit. Shit. Shit. I notice my shirt is on the end of the bed. Oh. My. God. I took my shirt off last night! I think I could die. I put my shirt on and the door swung open.

“Morning.” It’s Jamie. I hesitate, feeling pretty embarrassed. “Jamie. I’m soooo sorry. I don’t know what happened last night but I’m guessing it wasn’t anything good.” He looked at me with a sort of sadness and sat next to me on the bed. “It’s all good. I slept in the guest room. I see you got your shirt I left for you.” He looked down at his hands before back to me. “I also wanted to let you know your friend left last night with Tainer. Did you need a ride?” Both our eyes go straight to the door when we hear someone yelling from down the hall.

“Jamie… we going to the gym, bro?” Lee says coming closer. “Fuuuuckk.” Jamie says to himself before replying. “I’ll be out in a minute!” Jamie looked at me and moved a piece of hair that had fell in my face behind my ear. “We will have to continue this later. I’ll text you.” He winked at me before lifting himself off the bed. “I’ll drop you off at your house on our way.” I nod not really knowing what else to say.

After being dropped off at home I did the dishes and folded the laundry that had been sitting in the dryer for a few days now. His words kept playing over and over in my head. ….We will have to continue this later. I’ll text you….. Well at least he wants to talk to me. I guess that’s something. I regret drinking so much. I really wanted to confront Jamie and tell him how I really felt. He must really think I’m a mess of sorts. Jamie said that Hailey went home with Tainer last night. Wierd. She never messaged me. Knowing her she’s probably still over there.

After putting all the clothes away I tidy up my room and put on an episode of The Office. My phone vibrates. “Hey.” It’s Jamie. “Hey….how was the gym?” I replied. “Good…uh would it be okay if I stopped by your house later tonight? I really want to talk to you.” My mind then started coming up with all these different scenarios that could have possibly happened to make Jamie need to talk to me so late at night. I really hope I didn’t upset him too much. This is my chance to say something to him. I text back. “Yea. I’ll be here. Key’s under mat.” Nothing back. He must be busy with Lee.

It’s 11pm. I grabbed myself some late dinner before working out then took a quick shower. Part of me wanted him to come in and find me, to end up joining me in the steam. But still no sign of Jamie. Maybe he decided against coming. I sat on my bed and turned on The Office again. Reaching for my brush and pulling my blankets over me. I hear someone walking up the stairs and my door opens.

My heart skips a beat and our eyes lock. He is so freakin hot. He’s wearing his same ol' black v neck and grey sweatpants. His hair is all messy making me want to run my fingers through it. I bite my lip. He has the biggest smirk on his face. “Like what you see, love?” I clear my throat knowing I just got caught from checking him out and also taken back by the sudden nickname. “You…you wanted to talk to me?” I stumble at my words. He completely ignores me and instead makes a comment about the episode I’m watching.

There is just something different about him right now. As if he just drank a bottle of I don’t give a shit and its radiating off him. I’ve never seen him in sweatpants and I can see everything as if no boxers were included in his decision to wear them.

He made his way over to my bed pointing to the blanket I’m snuggled up in. “Can I?” “Uh….sure.” I hesitate. What is he doing right now? Is he not upset anymore? What happened between the party and now that made him think he could just climb under my sheets with me even though I let him. I couldn’t say no. I want so badly to feel his warmth on me. Why do I get the feeling like this is going to be a long night?

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